On Sunday morning, Liu Xiyue and Lan Lingmei were chatting beside the bus, Gao Wutong came out from behind a car, hesitated for a while, walked to the two and smiled: "It's a coincidence, you two are also here." ”

Liu Xiyue smiled and looked down at the ground. Lan Lingmei smiled.

"Teacher Gao, are you going to send someone or pick someone up?"

"Send a classmate. There are too many cars, and I haven't found them for half a day, and they may have gone. ”

"The person you want to send it hasn't been found, but the person you don't want to send has found it, it's amazing."

"It's not like that."

"That is: the person who didn't want to send it didn't find it, and the person who wanted to send it did?"

"This, this ......"

"I have something to go first. It's rare to have such a coincidence, you guys talk, see you next semester. ”

Liu Xiyue stood in front of Lan Lingmei and pulled her sleeve.

"I'll be driving in half an hour, you're so ruthless."

"If I'm not ruthless, you'll hate me."

Lan Lingmei leaned into Liu Xiyue's ear and whispered, hugged her and left.

Gao Wutong looked at Xiyue's shoulder bag and joked:

"I lend you so many books, when will you lend me one too?"

"What a coincidence." Liu Xiyue smiled, "I just bought one yesterday, and I just lent it to you." With that, he took out a book from his bag. Gao Wutong took it and saw that it was a hardcover edition of Tagore's lyric selection. I flipped through it casually, and there were three single photos of Liu Xiyue in it, which were taken on the edge of the bamboo forest in Cuihu Park, in front of the waterfall in the country park, and on the bench of the school osmanthus forest.

"These bookmarks are so beautiful, can you give them to me?"

"Nope."

"Don't be stingy, I really like it."

"Nope."

"I'll swap three poems with you."

"Nope."

Liu Xiyue smiled and refused, and Gao Wutong became more and more congested.

"Five."

Liu Xiyue chuckled.

"Okay. Bring. ”

"I'm just carrying one song."

Gao Wutong blurted out, blushing.

Liu Xiyue smiled happily.

"It's okay to take one song first, and send me four more songs during the holidays."

Gao Wutong happily took out a piece of letterhead.

"If you don't write well, don't laugh."

Liu Xiyue took the letterhead and folded it again, pressed it flat and put it in her satchel.

"Don't look at it either?"

"I'm going to save it for when I get motion sickness."

"Why?"

"Then you won't faint twice."

After Liu Xiyue finished speaking, she "giggled" and laughed.

"If only I could see this smiling face every day."

Gao Wutong smiled intoxicated.

When the bus left the station, Liu Xiyue took out the letterhead and saw that it was a modern poem.

May your future be sunny

I want to knit a pair of gloves with the sun

Wear it on your hand

I want to knit clothes with the sun

Wear it on you

I want to weave a cloak with sunshine

Light your posture

I want to knit a strip scarf with sunlight

Beautiful your winter

I want to make a lantern out of sunlight

Cosy your room

I want to weave a quilt with sunlight

Shine your dreams

I want to make a small flower out of the sun

Open in front of your window

I want to write to you with sunshine

Convey warm thoughts

May my blessings

Like the sun shining on your heart

May your future

Sunshine all the way

Liu Xiyue watched it several times, looking out the window and being stunned.

He liked her, and she didn't have the slightest doubt. His eyes speak for themselves. He looks at others as understatements, and looks at her as a thousand words. He looked at the calm and warm gaze of others, and saw that her gaze exuded tenderness, eagerness, joy, and cheerfulness, and he longed to condense the warmth and happiness of the whole world into her.

She liked him more, too. Her involuntary reaction said it all.

Every time she saw him, she would be happy. She looked down and didn't want to look at him, but she still couldn't help but glance at him quietly and respond to his concerns and greetings with her eyes.

She was close to him, but there was a deep chasm.

During the holidays, Liu Xiyue watched "On the Water Side" and "Shelley's Poems" when she had nothing to do, sometimes she was very focused, sometimes she was absent-minded, sometimes she laughed inexplicably, and sometimes she looked into the distance and pondered.

One evening, she read "Shelley's Poems" for a while under the tree in the courtyard, put the book on the small round coffee table, and looked into the distance. There is someone in my heart, and I know that that person also has himself in my heart, which is so sweet that it is indescribable. Liu Zongkai had been silently observing behind her for a while, then quietly walked up to her, picked up the book and flipped through it. Liu Xiyue turned her head and was stunned, then smiled casually, and called out affectionately: "Dad, you scared me." ”

Liu Zongkai looked at his daughter, stared into her eyes and smiled.

"Who did you borrow the book from? It's so fascinating to watch. ”

"Borrowed from the school library." Liu Xiyue stood up, put her arms around Liu Zongkai's shoulders, leaned her head on Liu Zongkai's back and rubbed it twice, "When did Dad come back?" Already has gray hair. ”

"You lied to Dad. There are no books in the library that are not stamped with official seals. ”

"Oh, I remembered wrong, I borrowed it from Lan Lingmei."

"Is that the girl who is a little fat?"

"Yes, I got in and out of bed with her, and I got along better."

"My little girl has grown up."

At dinner, after Liu Zongkai and Yang Lanzhi talked about the marriage of their neighbors, they suddenly smiled:

"Our family Xiyue, when we grow up in the future, I don't know what kind of person we want to find?"

"Flying in the sky." Liu Xiyue said with a smile.

"Really?" Liu Zongkai looked at his daughter in surprise.

"Pilot, okay." Liu Xi Ming Road.

"Running underwater." Liu Xiyue smiled again.

"Be serious." Liu Zongkai said.

"Submariners, not bad." Liu Xi Ming Road.

"One moment flying in the sky, another moment running underwater, your imagination is too rich."

Yang Lanzhi looked at her daughter suspiciously. Liu Xiyue smiled mischievously.

"Drilled underground."

"If you dare to find a coal digger to bring back, I'll kick him into the river."

"Eat chalk ash. I'm satisfied. ”

"Teacher, it's okay. I'm afraid to talk too much. Liu Xi Ming said.

"That copy of Shelley's Poems was lent to you by Chalk Ash."

Liu Xiyue blushed, avoided Liu Zongkai's gaze, and grinned:

"Dad's imagination is so rich. I'm full, you eat slowly, and I'll wash the bowl later. ”

"I've only eaten a little bit and I'm full," Yang Lanzhi frowned, "No, I have to eat some more." Come here and I'll feed you. Liu Xiyue stretched her head over and opened her mouth, bit a piece of meat that Yang Lanzhi had brought over, chewed it and smiled: "It's delicious, thank you to my good mother." After speaking, he kissed Yang Lanzhi's face and went upstairs.

"It's so big to feed," Liu Ximing smiled in amazement, "It's really an eye-opener." ”

"It's all to blame on the two of you, what if she can't eat and doesn't feed her? I just like to feed her. You don't feel sorry for your sister, and you just say strange things! ”

Liu Zongkai pondered for a while and watched "On the Water Side" on the top of the TV.

"It's not our influence, it's someone else."

"Who's that?"

"I don't know."